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by richa mathur | |
Published on: Jun 21, 2009 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
https://www.tigweb.org/express/panorama/article.html?ContentID=25439 | |
I never felt this way before I never felt this light-weight before, Like a feather; I am free… Free to fly in this wind, And to cherish being the king pin. I am in love, with the chirping of birds Sky’s painting with black, blue and grey color All for me is God’s love. This musical wind makes me sing A song that was written long back But waited for the perfect octet. He blessed me with rain; This drained away all my pain. Each drop of rain bought a new smile and hope, Gave me the courage to fight and never take a hop They asked me not to get wet 'Cause I may catch cold and suffer a setback. “You see me wet! I see me completely dried up And all the sorrow and pain just like this rain has been drained away.” I never felt this way before I never felt this light-weight before. Like a feather, I am free… Free to fly in this wind, And to cherish being the king pin Once seems to be an endless road, Today seems to be the path to reach my goal Once seems to be the cactus near the road Today seems to be the flower with a beautiful escort. I can fly, I can fly I always said this to me Today I am flying without any worries Saying out loud that I have found me! « return. |